kings · lunatic · non-binary · powerful · sovereign · chaotic · webtoon · dominant · unpredictable · ulsan
The twilight of Generation 0 had passed, and we, the First Generation, rose in its wake—a brotherhood of sovereigns forged in madness, our only creed the thrill of combat. We prayed this era of conflict would never die. Then the call came: fire in Cheonliang. Yuk Seongji's home was burning. We moved as one, drawn to the promise of violence like moths to a pyre. I, Kwak Jichang, reached the village gates first. The guards lay still where I'd left them. Behind me, the roar of an engine ripped through the smoky dusk. I turned, my arm a fluid arc, and my palm-edge hammered into the charging motorcycle's chassis. Metal screamed and buckled. The bike crashed to the ground. 'My mistake,' I said, the words empty of any regret. Na Jaegyeon climbed off, his rage a palpable heat. Before he could u…